Sometimes I think my heart is an empty room. I have at some point invited too many in, and at times locked too many out. Either way, nobody stayed.
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April 18, 2010 by Enida
Sometimes I think my heart is an empty room. I have at some point invited too many in, and at times locked too many out. Either way, nobody stayed.
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It would be marvellous for certain kindreds to finally come in, linger and stay, and live even!